Chapter 82: Twin Stars

The wooden door was pushed out by the priest and bounced back with a "bang", and the back disappeared into the dark night outside the tavern.

"I still remember...... At Wensley's exhibition...... That should count once......" Caterina's long face was half covered, and the turkey's stump was glued to the robes, "I was turned to stone...... If ......"

"I'll help you back", Tarrant tried to pick up the mage, but her left hand could not bear the weight of the mage, she was about to fall asleep, "Wake up, does the great master want to make a fool of himself in the tavern?".

"That time...... Stones are inanimate...... Right...... Right?". Katrina turned to look for the priest, "Kira Viton?"

"She's gone, and no one can predict the thoughts of the freewheels", Tarrant moved his chair, needing a big move to lift her.

"Where did she go...... Aren't we going......" Katrina shook herself to her feet, "Let's ......"

"What you need is a good night's sleep", Tarrant put his arm on her shoulder, "this way", and the mage walked towards the door with his head down.

"Want to help?". Doris leaned over, "This girl has drunk too much." ”

"No, she can. ”

"I should have forbade the dragon wine to be served to the ladies", Doris followed them, "Last year a group of crazy women kicked my floor with their heels"

Tarrant led the mage to the stairs with all his might, "Lift your feet, be careful. ”

"Uh......" Katrina slapped her chest, her face flushing like it was burning.

"She won't spit it out," Doris said to the mage's side, "it takes a lot of patience to clean those things. ”

Tarrant didn't have the energy to pay attention, the weight of the mage's body was all on his shoulders, and the dragon wine also numbed his legs, he leaned on the armrest and slowly stepped upward, "Lift your feet, do it again", the mage's steps were like a marionette running stiffly under the operation.

The drinker at the door shouted, "Aunt Doris, have another drink"

Doris stopped at the top of the stairs, "Paladin, are you sure you don't need help?".

"No, thank you", Tarrant gritted his teeth and lifted Katrina up to the platform in the middle of the stairs, she twisted like some cartilaginous creature in his arms, it was a lesson, next time she could not be exposed to dragon wine.

"I ...... I just had something to say...... "Katrina pressed against Tarrant's shoulder, "I'm ......"

"I'll talk about it next time, until you can see me clearly", Tarrant continued to walk, each remaining step seemed like a battle, and the final victory required more effort.

"When I wake up...... Katrina held out her hand, "I...... Vomit ......" she retched, and her throat was violently retracted.

"Tap on, Aunt Doris will rush up and kick your ass," Tarrant patted her on the back, "a few steps to go." ”

Katrina breathed heavily, the smell of wine spreading around her, and the original crispy smell of barbecue and the clear stomach sour smell diffused with a disgusting strange smell.

"Sorrentino's daughter can't be like a drunk on the street", Tarrant held his breath and pushed the mage upstairs, "See your room, quick." ”

Katrina stepped up to the second floor, leaning against the wall and walking towards the first doorway.

"Not that doorway," Tarrant grabbed her arm in time, "and go forward." ”

"I just ...... Speaking of which...... One less time...... One less ...... Right?". She leaned slightly forward and threw herself forward.

"Damn," she lay on the floor, Tarrant hugging her waist and dragging her, "Master, have you ever heard of sludge monsters? those armyworms wrapped in dead leaves, sludge, rags, and excrement, they can stretch twelve feet long on the ground and shrink to two feet, they're like snot", certain sensations touched Tarrant's memories of this disgusting creature.

"By all means...... Also ...... "The mage's mind was completely confused.

"The room has arrived", Tarrant's left hand hugged her waist tightly, and his free right hand could only endure the pain and slowly reach for the doorknob.

"Wait...... In the temple of the god of knowledge,......" Catrina looked up, "those ...... Shadow ......"

"Yes, Shadow, Shadow Eater", the door opened.

"That must be a once...... Kira Viton," she shouted.

"She's not here," Tarrant said, setting her to the bed, "get some rest", hesitating whether to replace the greasy robes, which was a little ...... He dismissed that thought, and the unauthorized action was more like a violation.

"Look...... Look there", Katrina turned her head out the window.

Tarrant looked over, and the building across from him was nothing special, "What's there?"

"Those two stars," Katrina chuckled as she pointed to the sky outside.

Tarrant walked to the windowsill, the dark blue night sky, countless shimmers condensed into flickering ribbons, and in the farthest corner there were two stars emitting strange brilliance, "That's ...... Gemini?". Gemini is two stars next to each other, one is called the main star and the other is called the child star, according to the mage's research, every four years the twin stars will emit the maximum range of light, they use it to determine whether the date in the four years is accurate, Tarrant does not know much about the stars, the reason why he can know these is due to the legend attached to the twin stars, the legend that when the light of the child star surpasses the main star, there will be a god who will be replaced by his subjects.

"They are...... A couple of lovers...... Isn't that right?" said Katrina in fits and starts.

"Lovers?" Tarrant looked up, "Why lovers?"

"They always come together...... Next to each other......" Catrina retched again, calmed down a little, and continued, "Guarding each other is enviable." ”

"Is this the result of your research at the Institute?" Tarrant smiled and turned back to put Katrina's outstretched hand back into the quilt, "Then I guess moonlight and daylight are rivals, they never appear at the same time." ”

Katrina stared out the window in a daze, but didn't reply.

"Alright, it's time to rest", Tarantra closed the curtains, and the room slipped into darkness.

"Will we be like them?".

"Yes", Tarrant walked to the door, "Have a good dream, Master, your star will sleep next door, ready to be told", he closed the door and returned to his room.

The splint in his right hand while lying on the bed kept Tarrant on his back, and the sound of clinking glasses downstairs was faintly heard in his ears, and the poet's harp began to sing again, and Tarrant couldn't hear the lyrics, he closed his eyes, "Get a good night's sleep." ”

The relaxed pace of the town quickly put him to sleep, in the darkness he suddenly heard a bang, Tarrant opened his eyes suddenly, the night outside the window had mixed into the twilight of the early morning, he slept for a few hours, the sound seemed to be a dream but seemed to be echoing in his ears, Tarrant listened carefully, the noise downstairs had stopped, he did not reproduce the abnormality, but he did not remember the dream just now.

"Smack", an object rolled off the floor somewhere.

Tarrant was sure he heard it, and in Kirawyton's room, he jumped out of bed......

Chapter 82: Twin Stars